Silky steps echo down rue des Archives
You move like a rétro dream in reprise
Streetlights bending around your silhouette
A quiet disco-breath I can’t forget
We drift beside old cafés still glowing
Your smile feels like a secret unfolding
Paris keeps the seventies never going away

Closer, you whisper mon amour in the dark
And every color slides around your spark

What you doin' on your feet? Hey
What you doin' on your feet? Hey
You should be dancing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dancing, yeah
What you doin' on your feet?
What you doin' on your feet? Hey, hey, hey
You should be dancing, yeah, yeah, yeah

Spin me through le rêve électrique
Silver walls dancing in rythme mystique
Your touch loops like an old club refrain
We float, poids léger, beyond any chain
Paris shines through us again and again

Cassette tones sliding across the Seine
Your perfume drifting like old vinyl grain
You laugh, and Montmartre turns gold around us
Taxi radios playing deep disco-plus
We chase reflections in each arcade window
Your fingers trace le tempo très slow
Night after night, Paris keeps the old glow

You pull me back with a quiet “viens”
And everything starts over again

What you doin' on your feet? Hey
What you doin' on your feet? Hey
You should be dancing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dancing, yeah
What you doin' on your feet?
What you doin' on your feet? Hey, hey, hey
You should be dancing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing
Dancing

What you doin' on your feet ?

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
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For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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